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Desire hums through my blood. “No,” I answer.
A low, raw sound rumbles from him. “What are you going to do to make it right?”
With tingling palms, I reach out and wrap my hand around Tuck’s cock.
I grip the base of his length, lightly and tentatively at first. It’s hard, like steel, but hot at the same time. His girth is almost unbelievable. It feels like my hand sizzles where it makes contact. Tendrils of electricity snake up my arm and through my chest.
“Fuck,” he groans.
I clench my thighs, the need throbbing between my legs growing more insistent.
I look up at him. His head is thrown back, his sharp features drawn tight. His jaw is clenched hard. From this position, the jagged outlines of his muscles are even more defined.
I drag my grip up his shaft. His muscles tense. It gives me a thrill of power, of control, even though I’m the one on my knees.
Tuck shudders when my grip passes the soft, pink fringe of nerve endings right underneath the head of his cock. I place my other hand on the side of his trim, sleek hip. I can feel the tension coiling in his body.
I take a moment to admire his cock. It’s gorgeous. Long, thick, veiny, the swollen mushroom tip exquisitely shaped.
“You felt me last night, didn’t you?” There’s a tease in Tuck’s voice.
I nod, my admiring gaze still tethered to his cock. “Mhm,” I hum.
“You liked it,” he says, smug masculine pride beaming in his voice.
I smirk, rising to the challenge. “Not as much as you like this.”
With the tip of my tongue, I graze his opening, applying light but firm pressure.
A shudder ripples through his body. He moans. His sweet, salty taste spreads through my mouth.
“Fuck, Lockley,” he says. His voice is tight, but a chuckle breaks through. “Maybe you’re right about that.”
“I think when I have your cock in my hand and you’re dying for me to wrap my lips around it, I’m right about everything.”
Then, I give him what he’s dying for. I take his swollen head in my mouth, enveloping it with my lips.
Curses drop from Tuck’s mouth, his muscles pulling taut. I drag my hand from where it’s splayed on his hips and palm his balls. They’re tight with desire.
Tuck’s breath goes ragged as I start to work his cock. I swirl my tongue around him, slanting the flat of it against the ridged underside of his head.
His raspy, rugged groans are music to my ears. Satisfaction pulses through me, knowing how much pleasure I’m causing him. All the while, the throbbing between my legs grows. My clit is tight, yearning for contact.
More precum beads on his cock while he’s inside my mouth, and I moan appreciatively at the flavor. The sound of my own moans muffled from my lips being wrapped around his shaft turns me on that much more.
“Olivia, fuck,” Tuck gasps. “I’m almost there, I’m going to …”
Then I stop. I pull my lips away from his hardness just as he’s about to tell me he’s going to come.
A disappointed groan rips from his throat. His brows draw tight together as he looks down at me.
“Olivia, are you trying to kill me?”
But it’s not that.
A coy smile carves on my mouth. We’ve already gone this far. After I fell to my knees at his command, there’s no point in pretending I don’t want what I do want right now.
“I don’t want you to finish yet,” I say, my voice a teasing husk. “Not until you’ve been inside me.”
